After leaving Dongchang, Yang Fan realized that the weather was extremely gloomy tonight, but driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but head towards the Royal Garden.
As the saying goes, talented people are bold, so he also wanted to know what Han Zonglu was up to.
Soon, he came to the Imperial Garden.
The Royal Garden occupies a large area. As a classical royal garden, it almost includes halls, halls, pavilions, platforms, buildings, pavilions, pavilions, corridors, pavilions, restaurants, rooms, boats, pavilions, halls, bridges, and gates.
, walls, towers, and building types such as temples, Taoist temples, villages, markets, etc.
Various sets and landscaping cover the styles from all over the world.
When Yang Fan first arrived at the entrance of the Royal Garden, he saw a figure standing there. It seemed that he saw Yang Fan, and the other person fled directly into the garden.
"Is it Han Zonglu?"
His eyes narrowed and he followed quickly.
But it didn't take long for him to lose his target. The figure was like a drop of water melting into the sea, and soon he escaped into a stone forest.
Yang Fan stopped and was about to step forward to find out what was going on when he heard a soft whooshing sound.
It’s the sound of crossbows!
Yang Fan's face darkened, and he turned sideways suddenly. An arrow shot out from behind, almost grazing his back, and shot straight into the stone forest.
Peng.
There was a muffled sound, and the arrow sank directly into the stone.
What a fierce arrow!
If he hadn't gotten out of the way, he might have opened a bloody hole in his body.
Immediately afterwards, before he could make any other moves, a barrage of arrows hit him, densely packed like a curtain of rain, almost blocking all his movements and dodge blind spots!
The arrow just shot was obviously to divert his attention, this was the real killing move.
"How brave!"
Yang Fan let out a low shout, and suddenly grasped the palm of his hand, and Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared in his hand. The long painted halberd was like a dragon making waves in the sea, and quickly knocked down the arrows that were shot.
The arrow collided with the painted halberd and made a muffled sound.
It's like a hammer striking a bell.
You can see the terrifying power attached to the arrow!
Only then did Yang Fan turn around and look at the incoming figures. They were twelve warriors wearing black armor!
Their entire bodies were wrapped in thick armor, and even their faces were covered with a layer of black face armor, with only two stern eyes exposed!
At this time, they were holding powerful crossbows and still maintained their firing posture.
And behind them is Han Zonglu!
He looked at Yang Fan, who was waving Fang Tian's painted halberd, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Kill him!"
The twelve black-armored warriors instantly put away their crossbows, drew out the swords from their waists, and with a movement of their feet, the twelve men, like one person, suddenly rushed towards Yang Fan to surround him.
Twelve people, twelve swords.
Swish, brush, brush!
The fierce and domineering black sword light instantly formed a net, and the terrifying sword light enveloped Yang Fan's whole body!
And Yang Fan is the prey trapped in the net!
"Die, die! Only your death can wash away my humiliation!"
Until this moment, Han Zonglu finally exposed his true purpose!
The hatred of opening a hole is irreconcilable!
When he thought of the scene where Yang Fan confessed that day, and when he sent the letter to the other party with humiliation, and the other party's "sex gave the soul" look, he gritted his teeth with hatred!
"This kind of hatred must be washed away with blood!"
boom!
Faced with such a siege, Yang Fan naturally would not sit back and wait for death. He swung his painted halberd and deflected the attack. Then, he swung his painted halberd and hit a black armor soldier unceremoniously!
Whizzing!
Several Xuanjia soldiers slashed at his back with their swords without hesitation!
Yang Fan had no choice but to dodge. He dragged the painted halberd back with his hand and pulled it suddenly behind his back. With three muffled sounds, the heavy knives all struck the halberd of the painted halberd.
"Today, I have to make 3,600 holes in your body to come out!"
Han Zonglu looked at this scene and thought bitterly.
At this time, Yang Fan was indeed in trouble.
These twelve black armor soldiers are very powerful, almost all of them are above the grandmaster level, and three of them may even have reached the grand master level!
Three Grandmasters, nine Grandmasters, such a luxurious combination, even Yang Fan felt troubled!
If he is not careful, he may die here today!
"Damn it! This Han Zonglu, I just slapped you twice! What kind of grudge is there? Are you worthy of such a big battle?"
Yang Fan wielded the Fangtian Painted Halberd and performed the Eight Desolations Splitting Heavenly Halberd technique.
The heavy halberd technique and the powerful magic weapon were like a rolling dragon surrounded by the sword light of twelve black armored soldiers. Even the black armored soldiers did not dare to point their swords directly.
Yang Fan glanced at the stone forest behind him and retreated while fighting.
The battle formation formed by the combination of twelve black armor soldiers cooperates with each other and is difficult to break. Whenever he wants to attack one party, the others will immediately launch a strong attack on his back.
If you let him focus on one thing and miss the other, it will be difficult for him to do his best!
But if we use the terrain, we might as well kill the weak first and then fight the strong!
Peng Peng Peng!
Amidst the dull collision of heavy knives and painted halberds, Yang Fan carried Fang Tian's painted halberd and exploded with all his strength, directly breaking a gap in the encirclement and breaking into the stone forest.
"Damn it!"
Han Zonglu didn't expect that Yang Fan could break out of the encirclement, and his face turned dark.
"A bunch of losers, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you hurry up and chase them!"
He drove the black armor soldiers and chased them into the stone forest.
The Xuanjia soldiers chased after them in silence. However, just as the last Xuanjia soldier was about to step into the stone forest, a black shadow slammed down from above his head!
Astonishingly, it was Yang Fan holding Fang Tian’s painted halberd!
He just used the Baifu Knot to hide his figure just for this moment!
A trace of a ferocious smile appeared on Yang Fan's face, and a halberd shot fiercely from top to bottom, like a comet striking the moon, and penetrated from the top of the black armor soldier's head!
Peng!
He shook the halberd body hard, and the whole body armor of the black armor soldier burst into pieces!
However, there was not a trace of blood flowing out of it!
Instead, black skeletons and cobweb-like black tendons and old skin fell to the ground!
This group of Xuanjia soldiers turned out to be Tao soldiers!
Yang Fan was suddenly shocked.
"Damn it! How dare you destroy Eunuch Cao's black armor soldiers!"
Han Zonglu's face turned green.
Originally, he secretly mobilized Cao Qingyuan's twelve Xuanjia soldiers, thinking that killing Yang Fan was just a matter of easy capture. Who would have thought that now he has directly lost one of them!
If Cao Qingyuan blames him later, how should he explain it?
For a moment, he was naturally shocked and angry.
However, Yang Fan has already made murderous intentions, so who cares about Cao Qingyuan? Even if the King of Heaven comes today, he will still kill people!
He was the only one who set up ambush and plotted against others!
Han Zonglu unexpectedly attacked him twice. It is simply unforgivable that this man should not die!